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Agnes,
Careless,delightful,cheerful,exciting.
Oldest child of Lam and Hung.
Lover of cupcake, music, F.T.Island.
Who feels marvelous when listening to music,
lazy when there is homework, gloomy when alone.
Who fears the sound of scratching on the board,
watching scary movies and dirty toilet.
Who would like to see video on youtube, beautiful stuff and movies.
Resident of Riverview, Glenview Crt.
LAM
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Teenage dreams in a teenage circus
Running around like a clown on purpose
Who gives a damn about the family you come from?
No giving up when youre young and you want some

Running around again
Running from running

Waking up
In the midday sun
Whats to live for?
You could see what Ive done
Staring at emotion
In the light of day
I was running
From the things that youd say

We are not what you think we are
We are golden, we are golden.
We are not what you think we are
We are golden, we are golden.

Teenage dreams in a teenage circus
Running around like a clown on purpose
Who gives a damn about the family you come from?
No giving up when youre young and you want some

Running around again
Running from running
Running around again
Running from running

I was a boy
At an open door
Why you staring
Do you still think that you know?
Looking for treasure
In the things that you threw
Like a magpie
I live for glitter, not you

We are not what you think we are
We are golden, we are golden.
We are not what you think we are
We are golden, we are golden.

Teenage dreams in a teenage circus
Running around like a clown on purpose
Who gives a damn about the family you come from
No giving up when youre young and you want some

Now Im sitting alone
Im finally looking around
Left here on my own
Im gonna hurt myself
Maybe losing my mind
Im still wondering why
Had to let the world let it bleed dry

We are not what you think we are
We are not what you think we are
We are not what you think we are
We are golden, we are golden

Teenage dreams in a teenage circus
Running around like a clown on purpose
Who gives a damn about the family you come from
No giving up when youre young and you want some

Running around again
Running from running
Running around again
Running from running

We are not what you think we are
We are golden, we are golden.